silversolitaire (
silversolitaire) wrote2002-04-03 05:30 pm
Another daily upsetter...
I'll just curl up on the couch now and never move again. Yup... Bad luck is following me today. I fell asleep at work (boss was in the other room on the phone, thank God). Then I went to the manga store only to find that the second issue of Mew York New York that I've been looking forward to for two weeks now is sold out. *sighs* I placed a pre-order. I sorta hoped I'd find it in another bookstore, but no chance. Then I realized that the McD's donut and cherry pie has been discontinued. After some grieving I decided to pick up a coffee at a coffeebar and some pastry. You'd really think they teach their personnel there how the stuff they sell is called!
Me: One Latte Macchiatto.
Clerk: What?
Me: Latte Macchiatto (say: mak-ee-atto)
Clerk: Ooooh, Maschetto!
Me: Macchiatto.
Clerk: One Maschetto...
Me: ... *seethe* Okay. And a croissant.
Clerk: What?
*KABOOOOOOOOMMMM*
Then I want to drive back to my flat. But where to put the coffee? I try the keybox and promptly break my fingernail. And not enough, the cup drops into the box and I still have the cover in my hand and I watch in slow motion how the broken fingernail turns in the air and falls into my cup. Yuck. I go home, try to open the door while holding the cup. I fumble with the keys, the box of pastry squashed between my chin and chest. Door opens, so does box, pastry falls to the floor. -.-
So, I declare, I shall not move an INCH today! I'll stay right here, in the safe fortress of my sofa and not handle anything that could break. *nods*
Me: One Latte Macchiatto.
Clerk: What?
Me: Latte Macchiatto (say: mak-ee-atto)
Clerk: Ooooh, Maschetto!
Me: Macchiatto.
Clerk: One Maschetto...
Me: ... *seethe* Okay. And a croissant.
Clerk: What?
*KABOOOOOOOOMMMM*
Then I want to drive back to my flat. But where to put the coffee? I try the keybox and promptly break my fingernail. And not enough, the cup drops into the box and I still have the cover in my hand and I watch in slow motion how the broken fingernail turns in the air and falls into my cup. Yuck. I go home, try to open the door while holding the cup. I fumble with the keys, the box of pastry squashed between my chin and chest. Door opens, so does box, pastry falls to the floor. -.-
So, I declare, I shall not move an INCH today! I'll stay right here, in the safe fortress of my sofa and not handle anything that could break. *nods*
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we all have days like that, and aren't they horrible. Do something warm & snuggly, you'll feel better.
ladym